The third Miss Fang Jinxiu was not in her room, but was learning how to write various ticket numbers and documents with the second Miss Fang Yuxiu.

This is the daily life of the young ladies of the Fang family. They do not do needlework or play the piano, chess, calligraphy or painting, but learn various business operations of the bank.

The little maids were giggling under the window about not allowing anyone to enter the garden in the future. Naturally, Fang Jinxiu heard about Miss Jun scolding the young master in the garden.

Fang Jinxiu threw the notebook in her hand on the table and hurried to get out of bed. Fang Yuxiu hurriedly grabbed her.

"Mother has her own judgment, so don't interfere." She said, glancing out the window, "That little girl belongs to Aunt Yuan."

There were some things she was not comfortable talking about, after all, Yuan was only trying to protect her biological mother.

Fang Jinxiu followed her and looked out the window.

"I know I have a hot temper and she likes to use me as a gun." She said, "That's because there are some things that mother cannot say. She is doing it for the good of mother, and I am also doing it for the good of mother. As long as it is for the good of mother and for the good of our family, it doesn't matter if I am used as a gun."

Fang Yuxiu smiled.

"Then you should go quickly and come back soon." She said, picking up the account book in her hand again, "I haven't finished today's homework yet."

When Fang Jinxiu arrived at Old Madam Fang's room, Mrs. Fang was telling the old lady about the scholar from Zhaozhou.

"...He's a bit older and a widower, so I don't think it's a good idea." She said, "It's hard to choose a man before the New Year, so I'll let the matchmaker find one after the New Year."

Old Mrs. Fang sneered.

"What good can she find?" she said. "Don't be picky."

Let me pause here.

"Zhaozhou..."

Zhaozhou is still too far away, and it is in the north.

Mrs. Fang lowered her head and was about to speak when Fang Jinxiu walked in.

Of course they couldn't talk about marriage in front of a young girl, so the two of them dropped the topic.

"Grandma, can we sisters and brothers move to the other courtyard?" She said directly, "That way Jun Zhenzhen can be at home and not be an eyesore to her."

"What's wrong with her?" asked Old Mrs. Fang.

Mrs. Fang winked at Fang Jinxiu.

"It's okay. She just wants to use the martial arts field in the garden to learn archery." She paused and said with a smile, "That's good. It's better than staying in the house and thinking about random things."

"Mother, just keep her as a worshipper. She doesn't want to learn archery at all. She just wants to cause trouble. She chased Chengyu in the garden and scolded him for being paralyzed. She doesn't allow Chengyu to come to the garden. This garden can only be used by herself." Fang Jinxiu said angrily.

Old Mrs. Fang frowned and looked at Mrs. Fang.

"We just happened to meet, and we exchanged a few words. I asked, but there was no quarrel." Mrs. Fang explained hurriedly.

"Mother, I have a good temper and I don't argue, so I deserve to be chased and scolded." Su Jinxiu said, her eyes red, "She keeps calling me a paralytic. Does she have any humanity at all?"

Paralysis, paralysis, these two words sounded like a slap in the face to Old Lady Fang's ears.

She reached out and picked up the teacup, suppressing the slight trembling of her hands.

"That's it. The people in Zhaozhou are quite nice." She looked at Mrs. Fang and said, "Go and get it done as soon as possible."

Mrs. Fang replied yes.

"The scholar will set off to go back, and after the New Year, Zhaozhou will send someone over," she said in a low voice.

Old Mrs. Fang lifted the tea to her lips and then put it down.

"Since we are in a hurry to go back for the New Year, why not wait until after the New Year? Get things done before the New Year so that you and your spouse can return home together." She said calmly.

Mrs. Fang looked a little embarrassed, but still answered yes.

However, Fang Jinxiu had no idea what they meant by "Zhaozhou scholar" and thought they were talking about the family business. She was just anxious to get an answer to her question.

"Grandma," she said anxiously, "Did you hear me? Please let us go to the other courtyard. I don't want to meet her again. Although this house is big, there is nothing she can't go to. She is pestering me now and takes pleasure in teasing me. She teases me and says she wants to cure him. If she really feeds me medicine, will you stop her or not?"

"She wouldn't do anything like that," said Mrs. Fang.

"Mother, how could she not? She said that my brother was not sick, but poisoned." Fang Jinxiu said, and became angry when she thought of what she had just heard from the servant.

The worst joke in the world is to tell a dying person that you can heal him.

"She really has no humanity at all..."

Before she finished her words, there was a crisp sound, and the teacup broke on the ground, spilling tea all over the surface of Fang Jinxiu's skirt.

Is grandma angry?

She looked over hastily, but saw that Mrs. Fang was not angry, but looked stunned, with her hands clenched empty.

It was obvious that he didn't smash the teacup in anger, but it seemed to have fallen off.

"What did she say?" Old Lady Fang asked, "Chengyu was poisoned?"

Square brocade embroidered wrinkled eyebrows.

"Grandma, do you believe her lies?" she said.

Old Mrs. Fang did not answer her, but looked at Mrs. Fang. Mrs. Fang was also looking at her, and the expressions of both of them became strange and complicated.

It’s not that they believed it, but what Jun Zhenzhen said was really not nonsense.

Others didn't know, but they both knew that Fang Chengyu's illness was indeed caused by poisoning.

Because things were complicated, this matter was covered up and became a secret. Only a few people knew this secret, and Jun Zhenzhen was not one of them.

How did she know?

…

When the night lights were dim, Yuan, who was waiting in Mrs. Fang's room, rubbed her eyes and put down the account book in her hand.

"Madam isn't coming back tonight?" she asked.

Old Mrs. Fang has been in poor health in recent years, so sometimes Mrs. Fang would stay by her side to take care of her.

The maid standing in the room went out, asked a question and came back shaking her head.

"My wife didn't say that," she said.

Yuan frowned, which meant she was still talking about something.

"Has the third young lady been to the old lady's place?" she asked again.

The girl nodded.

"I went there in the afternoon," she said.

What was going on? The old lady had agreed to Miss Jun's marriage, and the family background of the chosen family was also acceptable. Logically, the old lady was not the kind of person who would be reluctant to let go, and she had already offended Fang Chengyu. Was it so difficult to convince her to let Miss Jun get married before the New Year?

When it was dawn, people in Old Lady Fang's yard were already moving around.

Mrs. Fang was a very self-disciplined person. Ever since Mr. Fang died in an attack fifteen years ago, she had been getting up early and going to bed early, eating two meals a day, and going to the garden to walk and hammer piles every three days, regardless of weather or season.

It's just that when Mrs. Fang got up early today, she felt a little tired, probably because she slept late last night.

Mrs. Fang was in even worse spirits; she hadn't slept at all last night.

"It was just a joke, something I said casually."

While sitting at the dinner table, Old Mrs. Fang said to Mrs. Fang that after a night of consideration, they had come to a final conclusion on yesterday's events.

Mrs. Fang held the chopsticks.

"But she took the pulse," she couldn't help but say.

"She did it to tease Chengyu," said Mrs. Fang decisively, "just like when she hanged herself with a rope at the Beiliu Inn."

Mrs. Fang looked a little grim.

"We think too much. If she really said that on purpose, she should have come to us now and negotiate terms." Mrs. Fang said in a slow tone, "We are confused because we care too much. It's ridiculous that we are confused because of her casual words."

This matter was indeed too ridiculous. Mrs. Fang smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Let's eat." Old Madam Fang said, "After dinner, go and arrange Miss Jun's marriage. I'll go to the bank. This is what we should do."

Mrs. Fang answered yes, stood up and served the food to Old Mrs. Fang, then sat down herself. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sat opposite each other and ate quietly.

After dinner, Old Mrs. Fang took a car to the bank, and Mrs. Fang went to her own courtyard. While walking, she took care of the household affairs and arranged the car. In this way, after she returned to the courtyard and explained everything to Yuanshi, Yuanshi could leave immediately, and she would personally supervise the homework of her three daughters.

This is the daily life of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

But when passing by a courtyard, Mrs. Fang couldn't help but take a look.

"What is Miss Jun doing?" she asked.

There was someone in charge of monitoring Miss Yu Jun's whereabouts. When Mrs. Fang asked, someone responded after a while.

"After getting up, Miss Jun went for a walk in the garden, hammered some wood, then practiced archery. She returned to the room and had just finished her meal," said the maid.

Mrs. Fang's originally calm expression became strange again.

"What about now?" She asked again for some unknown reason.

"Miss Jun is reading a book now," the maid said, and after a pause she added, "She also asked for a set of golden needles."

golden needle.

Golden needles are only used to treat diseases.

It was like a golden needle piercing her heart, and Mrs. Fang's already solidified mind suddenly collapsed.

She turned around and strode back, entering the courtyard where Miss Jun was under the astonished gaze of the maids.